Faith, Hope, and Love
The Wonders of the World
The seven man-made Wonders of the World are:
In the book of Samuel, which can be found in the Old Testament, the story of David and Goliath unfolds. It is about a Philistine man called Goliath who, according to Samuel 17:4 in the King James Version, was “six cubits and one span,” which is nine feet and four inches. Though there are discrepancies as to how tall he really was, with some claiming he was shorter than that, the point of the story is how one who possesses mental strength can overcome one who seems to be dominant in physical strength.
Own it or dump it?
Recently, a friend of mine was explaining to me that someone he knew whom had erred needed to own his mistake. After he said it, he commented that he couldn’t believe he had just made that comment.
I giggled and said that it sounded like social media talking.
I then thought about that idea and wondered, if I have to own every mistake I made, then I most certainly have collected much junk!
Keeping Civil In Civilization.
Merriam Webster defines civil as” polite but not friendly: only as polite as a person needs to be in order to not be rude.” And according to the etymology dictionary the word civil originated from the Latin word civilis, "relating to a citizen, relating to public life, befitting a citizen…courteous.” 1
It was not until the late 16 century that the word civil was used in the English language and though the word has been around now for almost a half or century, it may take even longer for it to have a full effect on mankind.
Here in the United States, some gather together on Thanksgiving Day to celebrate thanks to God for all the gifts He so generously bestows upon us.
This American tradition all began when a group of Separatists felt the need to leave England to seek out opportunities for civil and religious freedom. They went from England to the Dutch Netherlands then to America.
On September 6th a ship called the Mayflower carrying 102 Pilgrims traveled over harsh waters for over two months before seeing land on the shores of Massachusetts early in November. Before docking, they searched for a suitable place to begin their new life, so in early December, before disembarking the Mayflower, they signed what is known as the Mayflower Compact. This was the first document to lay the groundwork for civil government and for these people to be self-governed.
Giving Thanks Before Thanksgiving Day
I was taught by my mentor that the best way to get through the feeling of lack is to make a gratitude list. One day when I was challenged with the feeling of despair that I would not be able to overcome my financial struggles, I decided to take the counsel of this wise individual and make a gratitude list.
I purchased a pretty journal, turned on some meditation and spa music, and got to work.
Page after page I found myself writing down the many gifts that God had bestowed upon me which included individuals I dearly loved who had passed, others who left my experience for various reasons, family members, pets, friends, good health, and overall experiences including the ones that were not harmonious because those tried, tested, and refined me.
Mothers; Your Baby Can Hear You!
Doctors used to believe that when a baby is forming in its mother’s womb, it was unable to hear sounds. However, now as science often corrects itself, doctors are aware that, as the baby is developing, it hears.
This knowledge is worth listening to!
It places a much greater responsibility on the mother as to what her baby should hear. Though the uterus is not very quiet with all the varying noises from the mother’s body that that the baby hears, the fact that the baby can hear sounds is the concern. Whatever sounds the mother is subjected to, the baby is subjected to, and when the baby hears loud noises, he or she will move around in the uterus, and the mom might even feel a kick or two. Once the mom gives birth, the baby recognizes the voice of its mother.
Adam or Adamant?
In her book Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures, Mary Baker Eddy explains Adam as follows: “The word Adam is from the Hebrew adamah, signifying the red color of the ground, dust, nothingness. Divide the name Adam into two syllables, and it reads, a dam, or obstruction….Here a dam is not a mere play upon words; it stands for obstruction…” (338:12 XXIX-338:21)
Miriam Webster defines “adamant” as “a stone (as a diamond) formerly believed to be of impenetrable hardness; an unbreakable or extremely hard substance; not willing to change an opinion or decision;... unyielding.” The suffix “ant” signifies “a person or thing that does a specified thing” In this case I’m referring to someone who isn’t willing to change their opinion about something or who is “unyielding.” www.miriamwebster.com
Woman Compass Not Command.
A compass does not peck or prompt; it points out direction.
As my womanhood continues to unfold, I see that there is more refinement that must happen.
I used to think that men were mostly incapable of thinking on their own, that they needed uxorial prompting, but I have come to understand that was an unfair perception, so where did those beliefs come from?
From other women!
Healing the Battle Wounds from Within. Autopilot?
I’ve heard many instances of reenactments of battles from the American Revolution–such as the Battle of Lexington–and Civil War, and have wondered why some people feel the necessity of replaying such terrible times and horrific events.
I understand the historical significance and the honor due to those who served to bring us freedom, which is why we celebrate Memorial Day and Veterans’ Day, as we should, but reenactment often opens doors to past hurts and memories of grief that resurface and freeze time, making yesterday seem like today.
I used to replay the horrible incidents in my past over and over again in my mind. When I finally decided that I needed help to sort out this disjointed thinking, I was diagnosed with posttraumatic stress disorder (PTSD). In other words, it became difficult for me to discern between present day events and past experiences.
Friendship. Not a small idea!
Proverbs 17:17 “A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity.” (ESV)
Merriam-Webster defines friendship as: the state of being friends, the relationship between friends, a friendly feeling or attitude, kindness or help given to someone. The obsolete meaning is “aid.”
What we say harms or helps.
“…[I]n the Christian Recorder, March 1862, in a publication of the African Methodist Episcopal Church, an ‘old adage’ was presented in this form:
Sticks and stones will break my bones, But words will never harm me.”1
I would like very much to agree with that adage, but words seem to hurt much more often than sticks and stones.
Blood Is Supposed to Be Thicker Than Water.
I saw my mom huddled over in the corner, crying almost uncontrollably. I asked her what was making her so sad, and although grief had her hostage, she did her best to explain that she had lost a very good friend.
I gently touched her on the shoulder, sat beside her, and asked if she meant that her friend had died. She said, no, that a conflict between my dad and her friend’s husband had caused the death of this most valued relationship between my mom and her dear friend.
We sat and talked for a while, and soon I learned another relevant lesson. It was then that she said to me, “Blood is supposed to be thicker than water.”
She went on to decode this truth: she had believed the strong bond she had with her friend was unbreakable, especially because she had been so loyal to her girlfriend and protected her when her girlfriend’s husband was abusive to her girlfriend so when it came time for her friend to fight for their friendship, her friend had chosen to stand beside her husband.
At the time I thought “blood is thicker than water” meant that if someone had to choose between a family member who was not a good friend or a loyal friend who was not family by blood, that person would always choose family. But what it really means is that even our own family ties, or “water from the womb,” should not be the determining decision as to whom one should be loyal to.
An example of that loyalty is in times past there was a ceremonial custom of mixing blood. Two people would each make a small cut on one hand, to slightly draw blood, and then shake hands so as to seal the bond; in doing so, they were forming a covenant to treat one another as blood brothers. This signified an everlasting alliance. In simple terms, it meant this blood relationship was thicker or more substantial than just sharing the same DNA with someone. Hence the saying, “The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb.”
Later in life, when I had my own experiences of losing friends I thought I would have for life, I came to understand the pain my mom felt and the fear that argued to her over the loss of her friend and that void would never be filled again.
As an adult, I have opened my heart, my home, my wallet, and my mind to share all that I had with people I presumed to be my blood comrades, only to receive a meager return. And when I saw how those same individuals gave to their family members, though they were treated unkindly by them, my mom’s face came to mind and I recalled the pain in her heart that was now mine.
I didn’t want to give up on people and be a loner, but I knew I had to develop a higher concept of relationships, so as I usually do when challenges arise, I searched for the highest solution by turning wholeheartedly to prayer. I continued to search for a greater understanding of love, and it became clear to me that love is meant to be shared, exchanged, and felt—we are not to withhold its splendor.
I read, I studied, and I pondered, finding precious pearls of wisdom; one idea came from the gospel of Matthew 12:46-48 “While he yet talked to the people, behold, his mother and his brethren stood without, desiring to speak with him. 47 Then one said unto him, Behold, thy mother and thy brethren stand without, desiring to speak with thee. 48 But he answered and said unto him that told him, Who is my mother? and who are my brethren?” (KJV)
I searched for a deeper understanding of this and found Matthew Henry’s commentary, “His mother and brethren stood without, desiring to speak with him, when they should have been standing within, desiring to hear him. Frequently, those who are nearest to the means of knowledge and grace are most negligent. We are apt to neglect that which we think we may have any day, forgetting that to-morrow is not ours.”
In consulting with my mentor at the time about this subject, she led me to a particular concept that was like a message directly from heaven. It was written by theologian and author Mary Baker Eddy and can be found in her book Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures:
“Human affection is not poured forth vainly, even though it meet no return. Love enriches the nature, enlarging, purifying, and elevating it. The wintry blasts of earth may uproot the flowers of affection, and scatter them to the winds; but this severance of fleshly ties serves to unite thought more closely to God, for Love supports the struggling heart until it ceases to sigh over the world and begins to unfold its wings for heaven.”
I was so moved by this passage that it changed my entire belief system on how love is supposed to look, even though it meet no return. Love still looks like love. Not one thing changes about love. It is still kind, it is still benevolent, and it remains forever merciful. It never becomes unloving. But this concept is not an easy one to uphold. It requires a discipline of selflessness, which is not always easy.
I love to love, and I certainly love to be loved, but now I get it. Love is not always going to be returned the way you’d like just because you have shared it, and even if it does, there is no guarantee it will last a lifetime.
There are still times when I long to hear a thoughtful message from those I have loved but have since left my experience; times that I hope to receive a message of why they really left or even just an update as to how they are doing. But even if I never do, I must remain satisfied and without regret for loving them in the first place.
I trust that if I continue to be filled with the love that Love is, one day it will no longer matter if anyone else shares love with me, because the true fulfillment of Love leaves no room for loneliness.
I love you!
I recall when I was a younger woman, my mom would insist that I do a monthly breast examination. She was adamant that I make it a regular habit to ensure that anything my body did not need was not manifesting.
Today, medical professionals encourage us to get regular physical examinations. This kind of prophylactic thinking is advocated in order to avoid having to deal with a more complicated problem later.
I agree with taking a proactive position when it comes to taking care of ourselves, but I also believe that this needs to be applied to our mental health, because without a healthy perspective and outlook we leave ourselves vulnerable to harmful manifestations.